Remember! Remember The second september
In which we were cursed to forget and remember
A hell and a lake, or a thousand of years
That stubborn the walls and crush in the nears.
Remember! It was on a 2nd september
When people arrived in dispair and hunger
To urge annonymous ideas and yet
They were prepared to announce and forget!
Remember, my darling, that second september
Which turns into storms of a suddend october.
Through this you have been, but they wouldn't know
Which one is the best or the worst... Neither thou...
Remember the day when I screamed to the river
And praised all the waves to retain, not to shiver
Until they were ready for sinking a soul
That wishes to fight an unbodied parole!
Remember again if that 2nd september
Was fit for the Journey of a finished december.
If autumn brings blossoms to any next year,
Well, winter will always take care when theyʼre near.
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